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real boston richey - the type lyrics
[intro: real boston richey]
uh, yeah (ddot cold as a motherf_cker, on god)
turn me up, p
uh, tired of n_ggas stealin’ my flow
uh
uh
[chorus: real boston richey]
ayy, n_ggas want that smoke, send them youngins, f_ck it, bombs away
cut her off ’cause she ain’t f_ckin’ and the b_tch masquerade
i could say f_ck rap and hit the trap, trap ‘bows in section 8
know your n_gga cap, i liked your picture, now he blocked my page
they done left a n_gga with his ass out, d_mn, that n_gga played
n_ggas havin’ scr_ps and wavin’ bl!cks like this a d_mn parade
i’m the type of n_gga, i up my bl!ck, b_tch, you know i spray
i’m the type, she get love, beat her p_ssy, b_tch, you know i pay
[verse 1: real boston richey]
you the type, your b_tch f_ck another n_gga, you gon’ k!ll the b_tch
i’m the typе, go back to the drawin’ board, n_gga, and build a b_tch
i ain’t gon’ lie, i was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit
forgot ’bout a b_tch, my nеw b_tch came through, ate it up and wiggled it
natural b_tch, ain’t got no bbl, but that sh_t jigglin’
n_gga, you broke as f_ck, i’m laughin’ to the bank, i’m gigglin’
bullets hit him up, he went to reactin’ like he ticklish
shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish sh_t
i’m a dog_ass n_gga, but she love lil’ boston ’cause i listen
hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like i’m out here fishin’
baby, i don’t like your mama, wash ’em down just like i’m doin’ dishes
b_tch, i ain’t like your daddy, i ain’t leavin’, b_tch, i’ma thug it with you
rich n_gga in a caddy filled up with hoes to capacity
baby girl, i’m way too bad for you just like a cavity
come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me
keep a couple shooters ’round for them n_ggas that’s after me
b_tch, you think i’m dumb, we ain’t f_ck, then we ain’t done
we ain’t f_ck, you gettin’ nothin’, b_tch, you know that i’m the one
leave an ugly b_tch on read, buy a bad b_tch a purse
leave the opposition dead, mama rentin’ out a he_rs_
tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older n_ggas percs
lil’ b_tch fire with the head, but i still can’t make it work
lil’ b_tch, i’m a trap n_gga
i told you once before, don’t try me like no rap n_gga
[chorus: real boston richey]
ayy, n_ggas want that smoke, send them youngins, f_ck it, bombs away
cut her off ’cause she ain’t f_ckin’ and the b_tch masquerade
i could say f_ck rap and hit the trap, trap ‘bows in section 8
know your n_gga cap, i liked your picture, now he blocked my page
they done left a n_gga with his ass out, d_mn, that n_gga played
n_ggas havin’ scr_ps and wavin’ bl!cks like this a d_mn parade
i’m the type of n_gga, i up my bl!ck, b_tch, you know i spray
i’m the type, she get love, beat her p_ssy, b_tch, you know i pay
[verse 2: ytb fatt]
uh
i’m the type to send a f_ckin’ blitz when you’re eatin’ out with your bae
n_gga, i am the trenches, i get love from gds in forty states
i’m my own man, it’s how i made a f_ckin’ m in two hundred days
i ain’t been in the hood for a minute, i get all my updates from lil’ trey
send you flowers and eat your p_ssy, rocks in my mouth cost 50k
n_ggas don’t wanna do sh_t ’cause the next n_ggas, man, these n_ggas g_y
n_ggas don’t know how it feel to book a f_ckin’ jet to make a play
n_ggas don’t know how it feel to get n_ggas’ sh_t splat ‘cross the wall, on zay
four, five, six, seven hundred, n_gga, that’s in the safe
these n_ggas home with they dimes for real, don’t call me sad, be safe
the cheese i got, i can get you k!lled, n_gga, it don’t matter the state
been did switches on b_tches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate
[chorus: real boston richey]
ayy, n_ggas want that smoke, send them youngins, f_ck it, bombs away
cut her off ’cause she ain’t f_ckin’ and the b_tch masquerade
i could say f_ck rap and hit the trap, trap ‘bows in section 8
know your n_gga cap, i liked your picture, now he blocked my page
they done left a n_gga with his ass out, d_mn, that n_gga played
n_ggas havin’ scr_ps and wavin’ bl!cks like this a d_mn parade
i’m the type of n_gga, i up my bl!ck, b_tch, you know i spray
i’m the type, she get love, beat her p_ssy, b_tch, you know i pay
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